I was a long distance bicyclist who belonged to some electronics club but these people also sometimes used the labs to live in. I visited three locations days apart and in the last one I needed to make a fiberglass structure, a cover of some kind, wasn't specified. But it ended up being a giant tub to hang under the bicycle frame like a trunk, dream geometry wasn't Euclidean.

Between lab 1 and 2 there was another long distance bicyclist like me and he was a bigger guy. There was some kind of natural disaster involving mudslides going on lots of people screaming, no power, but he left anyway. I followed shortly after. In lab 1 and 2 they were in different states and people at both labs knew me. In the third lab no one knew me.

I got in there and they were having a meeting I sat down and apparently I took someone's seat but there were pillows on the floor, even better.

Lots of weird stuff later, the director, a Velma looking girl but with better hair, wanted to give me a full body massage. She set up a tent in the lab and pulled me into it. After she took off her top and stripped to her panties, I also had put up a tent in my pants, and she wanted to inspect the center pole.

So she laid me down and she was a little thicc but on her it looked good, just extra curvy not at all fat. So she started to pole dance with her mouth right and then when I was ready she rode the poll and it was pretty good. She wanted me to stay, but I took this as a going away surprise present and booked it shortly after. The bicycle truck fit all my supplies nicely.